Day: 9 August 2023

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IN ODE… I DIDN’T SAY IT WAS A GOOD ODE!
Today has been more than ever surreal,
I woke up with a wobbly left heel,.
A knee that at times I could not feel?
Throughout the day I mustered no zeal!
At times I felt a little funereal!.
Again, sleep was not acquirable,
I felt tired, and Gawdawful,
Though it ended with a decent meal…
No concentration; I felt so angstful,
But, I can be indefatigable…
But not while life is so insurmountable!
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Night pouch contents changed colour?

Or it may be my use of the Kodak Camera?

Morning views…
Kitchen ahead.
Kitchen zoom in on the City Hospital.
Balcony end car park view.

Ablutions – Porcelain Throning.

Rubbish Bags Sorted.

First Mug of Glengettie Tea.

Asda, email with a list of shortages for today’s order.

ASDA ORDER ARRIVED
Cheesy curls for the week.
Got stored away.
Well stocked?
Then sorted the nurses, carers, and delivery people treats.
Plenty of choices for them now.

Letters from EE, The EENT Clinic, & QMC.

Prepped the cooking for the nosh.
Shelled some pod peas, and added them to the rice and veg. Sea salt, and veg Oxo.
Tested them after adding a can of chunky veg soup
to the saucepan. I left the heavy-duty saucepan on low heat for a little longer.
 Blogged away for several more hours, forgetting about the veg cooking…
FOOL!
I rescues the gooey-sticky mess of food, but adding some concentrated Borschst and vinegar to the mix, and gave it a good stirring for a while as it reheated.

Carer Kara returned the laundry for me…
and kindly hung up the dressing gowns for me. ♥

I got the nosh served up…
And it tasted Grrreat!
Flavour-Rating: 9/10! Slurred, gobble, belch!

The last Carer Called; the night bag was attached, to the day bag. The taps & cooker were not checked, though. So I had to carry the night bag with me and my beloved to check on the taps (faucets) and cooker. I’m so glad I did, I’d left the small hob on from cooking the meal. Phew!

Sleep for once came easily. Off into the land of nod in noir time! Had a dream as I recall, I was back as a young whippersnapper, in Brookfield Place in the old Meadows area of Nottingham. I can’t recall too much, other than it was a happy nocturnal dream for once… I think!

Woke up early, and had to get up… a call from the made me get up, and I could not get back to sleep… Fancy that!

Sorry, there’s not much detail.

TTFN